To you, O LORD, I lift my eyes,
to you enthroned above the skies!
As servants watch their master’s hand,
or maidens watch their mistress stand,
so to the LORD our eyes we raise
until his mercy he displays.
O LORD our God, your mercy show;
take pity, LORD, on us below.
For we have had our fill of scorn,
and full contempt our soul has borne,
the proud contempt that we endured
from haughty men who live secure.